… Look around you.
This is going to be a somewhat pictures heavy blog post, you have been warned. But I don’t think you’ll object to me sharing a few pics of the landscapes just outside our doors.
When you uproot your family (or sometime, just yourself, like I did over 6 years ago when moving to the UK), there will always be a point when doubt creeps in and you wonder if it has been the right decision. You could even find yourself at an airport or train station trying to go back “home”, or where you think is home. In our case, we just don’t have the cash to make the trip “back” right now, so that’s a blessing in a way: we can’t make any rash decision that we would regret.
Why should we go back to a grey metropolis, when just 1 hour from home, you can see that.
And your son can do is favourite thing: throw stones in water.
Or throw pine cones in a little cold mountain water race.
Then, when it’s sunny, you can just put together a picnic and walk to the river (living out in the boonies does have its advantages) and on your way, stop at to the local aerodrome for a bit of plane spotting.
And then, do some jumps in not muddy (the Peppa Pig aficionados will understand) river.
While you take some time to take in the big sky.
To view this one properly, click on the thumbnail to go to Flickr, then click on the pic there, choose view all sizes and finally click on Original Size. Believe me, it’s totally worth it!
Easy? Definitely not. Regrets? Nope. Staying? Who knows where the wind will blow us, but we’re not going back to Europe for a while.